THEY came. One by one, they all fell from the sky.

Beings of pure power that reflected upon every surface as but little specks of light. The stars seemed so dull compared to their brilliance, the night sky darker than ever before. Before I actually knew what they were, I thought they were merely little specks of light.

I only know this only due to my insomniac nature. Sleep never came easily to me, and it always rejected my invitations. I often went outside to gaze upon the stars as every person wonderer does, and the sight reflected in my eyes.

Little specks of light drifted to the ground, flashing and blinking like a computer modem. The roof above my head caused the lights to not touch me, but curiosity made me take those steps outside to touch those odd lights. I wondered if it was snow at first, but reaching out my hand to let the light touch my hand I was astounded at what happened next.

The light moved as if it had a will of its own, and completely moved out of the path to my hand. The phenomenon confused me, and I reached out to grab it, but I suppose the quick actions I took caused it to move out of my hand’s grasp before I could even touch it.

I furrowed my eyebrows. These were no snowflakes.

I reached out again, only to fail in grabbing a speck of light. I tried everything from catching it on my tongue to falling onto the light from above, also known as a belly flop. My body became sore after 15 minutes of doing this, but my concentration never broke. I would not fail.

It was time to pull out all the stops.

I went back into my little one story house, and walked back out with a piece of paper in my hand. I kept it as flat as possible and reached it out to the lights. I watched as it fell onto the piece of paper, only to land on the flat surface.

Then it burnt the paper to ash, and I yelled out as it continued it’s journey to the earth.

This scared me, as it was still possible to touch me. The paper being touched proved this fact, as well as the ash on the ground. I quickly turned around and ran back inside. With only two rooms, I easily reached my bed but sleep was definitely not on my mind.

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I rolled up inside my quilt on my bed; much like a hot dog gets wrapped in a bun. In case the lights try to touch me, I can easily escape out of the quilt. I rocked back and forth, keeping my gaze on the windows and the door.

Heh, reminds me of the game with the boogeyman, where you have a flashlight and point to where the boogeyman could appear from. It’s rather scary and everything is distracting you. I didn’t like it at all cause I’m easily scared..

My eyes widen as I realize my thoughts almost caused me to not see a speck of light appear through my door. I’m glad I’m observant. I watch the light float towards me, ignoring the thing called gravity. I wish I had a cross to yell, ‘back foul demon’. Sadly, jokes won’t help me now.

I wait for the light to came within 5 inches and quickly roll away to the side of my bed. I hop out and bolt to my door. Only to run through and find five other specks of light hovering before my door to the outside world, as if waiting for me.

These cunning bastards. Ah, I’m cursing specks of lights now. My insanity level probably jumped.

I slowly crawl forward, inching my toes little by little. Luckily I have a window to escape out of in my room. I’ve been told I’m too cautious but this is just how I am.

I turn around only to find the speck of light from before almost on me. With the momentum I have, I run into the speck of light. Unlike before when the lights evaded my hand, this light didn’t. It entered my body, vanishing nearly instantaneously. A burning sensation invades my chest and I fall to the floor, crossing my hands over my chest.

The pain is immense, and only worsens when I feel burning sensations all across my body. Ah, how I wish I could die.

That’s when my insomnia becomes useless and I black out from the pain.